The New Review, Volume 17Longmans, Green, 1897 |
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... called the way history repeats itself . " Who is she ? " she asked again . Mrs. Beale , fixed to the spot , seemed lost in the vision of an oppor- tunity missed . " If he had only seen me ! " - it came from between her teeth . " She's a ...
... called the way history repeats itself . " Who is she ? " she asked again . Mrs. Beale , fixed to the spot , seemed lost in the vision of an oppor- tunity missed . " If he had only seen me ! " - it came from between her teeth . " She's a ...
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... called but the wages of sin . Her companion went into it merely to the point of inquiring what then they were to do with them ; on which Mrs. Beale , who had by this time put them into her pocket , replied with dignity and with her hand ...
... called but the wages of sin . Her companion went into it merely to the point of inquiring what then they were to do with them ; on which Mrs. Beale , who had by this time put them into her pocket , replied with dignity and with her hand ...
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... called them - which should point the path of safety to the sailor in distress . Such is Cromarty , which boasts to have given birth , in 1605 , to Sir Thomas Urquhart , most fantastical of Scotsmen . His ancestors were hereditary ...
... called them - which should point the path of safety to the sailor in distress . Such is Cromarty , which boasts to have given birth , in 1605 , to Sir Thomas Urquhart , most fantastical of Scotsmen . His ancestors were hereditary ...
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... called Olbion ( or Albion in the Aeolick dialect ) , already the castle of Edinburgh frowned upon the valley , where Princes Street was presently to be built , the promontories of Cromarty had won the name of which they retain unto this ...
... called Olbion ( or Albion in the Aeolick dialect ) , already the castle of Edinburgh frowned upon the valley , where Princes Street was presently to be built , the promontories of Cromarty had won the name of which they retain unto this ...
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... called Exaftallocrinus , for no better reason than that he judged others by himself ! But they were learned men in ancient Cromarty , and instantly the real Sir Thomas was called to the throne , the popular voice acclaimed him ...
... called Exaftallocrinus , for no better reason than that he judged others by himself ! But they were learned men in ancient Cromarty , and instantly the real Sir Thomas was called to the throne , the popular voice acclaimed him ...
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Página 143 - The passage had begun, and the ship, a fragment detached from the earth, went on lonely and swift like a small planet. Round her the abysses of sky and sea met in an unattainable frontier. A great circular solitude moved with her, ever changing and ever the same, always monotonous and always imposing.
Página 539 - Indian looking, clothes cynically loose, free-and-easy, smokes infinite tobacco. His voice is musical, metallic, fit for loud laughter and piercing wail, and all that may lie between ; speech and speculation free and plenteous ; I do not meet in these late decades such company over a pipe...
Página 631 - Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain : Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters : who maketh the clouds his chariot ; who walketh upon the wings of the wind...
Página 716 - But self-government, in my opinion, when it was conceded, ought to have been conceded as part of a great policy of imperial consolidation. It, ought to have been accompanied by an imperial tariff, by securities for the people of England for the enjoyment of the unappropriated lands which belonged to the sovereign as their trustee, and by a military code...
Página 125 - MR. BAKER, chief mate of the ship Narcissus, stepped in one stride out of his lighted cabin into the darkness of the quarter-deck. Above his head, on the break of the poop, the night-watchman rang a double stroke. It was nine o'clock. Mr. Baker, speaking up to the man above him, asked: — "Are all the hands aboard, Knowles?
Página 627 - ... languidly as to what the fellow may be at. We watch the movements of his body, the waving of his arms, we see him bend down, stand up, hesitate, begin again. It may add to the charm of an idle hour to be told the purpose of his exertions. If we know he is trying to lift a stone, to dig a ditch, to uproot a stump, we look with a more real interest at his efforts; we are disposed to condone the jar of his agitation upon the restfulness of the landscape; and even, if in a brotherly frame of mind,...
Página 540 - I must however say, further, that I felt what Charles Lamb describes, a sense of depression at times from the overshadowing of a so much more lofty intellect than my own...
Página 372 - They must without pause justify their life to the •eternal pity that commands toil to be hard and unceasing, from sunrise .to sunset, from sunset to sunrise: till the weary succession of nights and days tainted by the obstinate...
Página 543 - I do not rate him highly, I could do better myself." Next morning my father received this apology : MY DEAR ALFRED, I woke at 2 o'clock, and in a sort of terror at a certain speech I had made about Catullus. When I have dined, sometimes I believe myself to be equal to the greatest painters and poets. That delusion goes off; and then I know what a small fiddle mine is and what small tunes I play upon it.